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Title: The immortal six hundred; a story of cruelty to Confederate prisoners of war
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Murray, J. Ogden
Subjects: United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Prison life Charleston (S.C.) -- History Civil War, 1861-1865
Publisher: Roanoke, Va., The Stone Printing and Manufacturing Company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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twelve months.We drew four ounces of pickled beef and four ouncesof Irish potatoes this evening, the first we have hadsince the 14th of December; making forty-four daysliving on ten ounces of com meal, spoiled at that,four ounces of bread or flour, and a few pickles;two ounces of salt for ten days. Hard living, nearlyhalf the men sick and would have died had it notbeen for the Yankee surgeon informing Gen. Foster,if he did not increase the rations, it was no use togive medicine, as they all would die. The ordersoon came for us to receive the above rations. January 28th.—Clear and very cool. I think Iam improving slowly. All the rest keeping up.To-day all of Shermans capture sent North, theunlucky boys remain on hand. Lieut. Campbell isvery sick and they say will die. January 29th.—This is the Sabbath. Clear andcold. I am not much better. Got some coughdrops to-day that helped me very much. January 30th.—Clear and beautiful. Mod-erated very much. Took three doses of quinine. 302
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CAPTAIN W. H. GRIFFINVIRGINIA (Merchant) THE IMMORTAL SIX HUNDRED Rations very short to-day. We have a little soupwithout bread. January 31th.—Clear and beautiful, not verycold. I keep about the same. Better of a morningand worse of evenings. I make a drunken man com-plete, head swims and I am so weak I stagger whenI walk. Rations issued to us for ten days; one-quarter pound of pickled pork, one-quarter pound ofpotatoes, ten ounces of damaged ^neal, four ouncesof good flour, a few pickles, and half as much saltas we use. No soap has been issued for us since the14th of December. February 1st.—Clear beautiful morning. Heavyfrost last night. I feel some better this morning. February 2d.—Cloudy or rather foggy, not verycold. Allen sick. I am not much better, am weak.I think I have scurvy, it is quite common among us. February 3d.—Cloudy and raining, not verycold, Allen no better. I keep the same. Wrotehome to my wife. February 4th.—A little foggy, warm and pleas-ant. I am not ve

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